"Didn't you hear someone got pushed down?"
"..."
Yosef Reed's voice was deep and sexy, but most of the fans were scared too.
"I appreciate your adoration, but if your ways of showing it are going to be so reckless, then better not do it at all!"
The assistant beside Yosef Reed massaged his forehead with a headache. Yosef had everything going for him, a face naturally made for the spotlight, a body designed for acting, but his temperament wasn't cut out for the life of a celebrity.
"Ladies and gentlemen, what Yosef Reed means is that you must be careful. If any of you get hurt because of him, he'd feel terrible. Can you not worry him, please?" The assistant stepped in to save the awkward situation.
The fans then nodded and said in unison, "We understand."
By this time, Isabella Harrison had already stood up and approached Yosef Reed, handing over her business card.
"Hello, I am the general manager of Sonora Cosmetic Company. Could we talk..."
